An Inheritance of Stars

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Gnat scowled at the communications console, she hated it when there was missing information, especially since she had already used some of her own credits to upgrade the console without Ivan’s knowledge; it always helped to appear better at her job. She bent her head over her keyboard and began working.

20 minutes later, she had something, not much, but she had hacked around the restricted ID…the sender of the message was a mercenary named Jack. Gnat smiled as the merc’s picture came up, no wonder Faust was a lucky guy.